Mt Blanca

green and white sign "Welcome to Colorful Colorado" greets my eyes as Mt Blanca rises smooth and elegant as a wedding cake draped with fondant late April snow coated majestic and proud reaching up through the clouds it strikes the home chord in my heart deeper than the tourist town I love to leave and return to but never stay tourist town's not home it's home-base Colorado's my home I just don't live here (or anywhere) anymore but for a couple of months I babysit a kitten and a pup breath thin air on Pikes Peak pan gold on Cripple Creek celebrate my aunt's 90th reunite with my cousins and hike some woods it will fill my soul with the energy I need to smile and be free from strange longings for strange things that titilate but don't fill the emptiness or bridge the distance... dear home where I was born raised, educated initiated and launched into this frenzy yearning and hurting I come back to you kinder than my first love and fairer than my last in your bosom I bury my sorrow and feel no shame I'm not defeated but wounded deep enough to be made whole preciosa Mt. Blanca after your wedding dress slips down your bare shoulders to the rivers and creeks below I'll stay with you a while long enough to be refreshed by your water and sustained by your beauty with fresh hope from within that whatever in this odyssey I've been out of and in I haven't lost my love no she's sunning herself up around the river bend waiting at the summit of some forgotten trail singing love songs in an old honky tonk or pouring coffee on route 66 in the end she's the loveliest sweet icing on this delicious cake but until she's on my lips I'll love Pikes Peak Cripple Creek and you Mt Blanca